“i need to stop,” i whispered as i clicked next episode.
I'm tired of caring too much.
how do i stop growing up this isn’t fun anymore
yesterday: i'll start tomorrow
10 years later: tomorrow
goingguido: “what college do you wanna go to???” “what do you wanna be when you grow up???” “how many kids are you gonna have??” “do you have a boyfriend yet??” “did you make any friends yet???” “what are your grades like now????”
I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything...– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via fuckoff-mondays)
damnthatswhatshesaid: pitbull looks like the naked mole rat from kim possible do you see it d o y o u